"From Lady Trafford's, where I took the box. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. She looked upon it with pity as she drank his diabetic blood and saw that several of his fingers were missing. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. Then I assumed a rather portentous manner to prepare him.
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